Jolly old St. Nicholas, lean your ear this way
Don't you tell a single soul what I'm going to say
Christmas Eve is coming soon now, you dear old man
Whisper what you'll bring to me, tell me if you can

When the clock is striking twelve, when I'm fast asleep
Down the chimney broad and black, with your pack you'll creep
All the stockings you will find hanging in a row
Mine will be the shortest one, you'll be sure to know

Johnny wants a pair of skates, Suzy wants a doll
Jenny wants a storybook, no, those won't do at all
Well, as for me, my dear old man, on this special night
Choose for me, dear Santa Claus, what you think is right

Jolly old St. Nicholas, lean your ear this way
Don't you tell a single soul what I'm going to say
Christmas Eve is coming soon now, you dear old man
Whisper what you'll bring to me, tell me if you can